Death & Dying
The Shroud
From Poems (Secker, 1923): Section One
Death & Dying
Death, I say, my heart is bowed
Unto thine,--O mother!
This red gown will make a shroud
Good as any other!
(I, that would not wait to wear
My own bridal things,
In a dress dark as my hair
Made my answerings.
I, to-night, that till he came
Could not, could not wait,
In a gown as bright as flame
Held for them the gate.)
Death, I say, my heart is bowed
Unto thine,--O mother!
This red gown will make a shroud
Good as any other!
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MLA
Millay, Edna St. Vincent. “The Shroud.” Poetry Codex, poetrycodex.com/poem/millay/10/.
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Millay, Edna St. Vincent. “The Shroud.” Poetry Codex. https://poetrycodex.com/poem/millay/10/.
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